#AND A FUCKING BAFTA NOMINATION

[petercushingscheekbones]

Just David Tennant once again calling out the BAFTAs for never nominating him, but this time as the host of the BAFTA awards. Iconic behavior

[lorephobic]

keeping up with awards season has truly turned me into such a vitriolic and bitter person i think the academy should explode and there should be no survivors

[orionsangel86]

This is how I find out!! Should have been by destiel meme sigh

Congrats to David Tennant for his BAFTA nomination for playing the biggest simp to his onscreen boyfriend lmao we love him for it and clearly so does the British Film and TV award voters woooooo

Poor Michael Sheen, he'll never hear the end of this! Give us another Staged season so we can watch the rivalry play out!

the british finally giving david tennant a bafta nomination not for his prestige and heavy roles like des and broadchurch but for his wracking performance of a sopping wet boyfriend ready to give it all up for his blond. truly everyone has a little tennant-dickmatized tumblrina in them

[no-144444]

the oscars- o.piastri

꩜ summary: you bring your own oscar to the oscar's!

꩜ pairing: married! oscar piastri x actress! fem! reader

꩜ a/n: just realised i never posted this and it has been sitting in my drafts for over a month and a half ish lol

I want you to come with me. 

Those words had run through his head like a fucking jack-hammer for weeks. What did that even entail? Acquiring a tux, sure. He could do that. Learn all the names of the people he could potentially meet, any celebrities or old co-stars he’d probably met but didn’t remember. Again, he could do that. Sit beside you all night and let you be your wonderful self as he got a first class seat and bragging rights about the fact that he was yours, he did that all day everyday. 

So why did this feel so different? He’d been to award shows before. Not the award show, but motorsports ones. You’d come as his date. The world knew about you two. He’d gone to the BAFTAs with you one year. He should be fine. He knows he’s just there to hold your hand all night and make sure you don’t forget to eat something, but this just feels… different. This was the Oscars. The one night all of Hollywood steps out in their very best, hoping to get something back. And you were nominated in 3 categories. 

“Fix your bowtie,” Hattie fussed over him as he rolled his eyes. You’d even invited his whole family. You weren’t super close with yours and they hadn’t really supported your career, but the Piastri’s had. Nicole went to every premiere you offered her, sometimes flying last minute just to be there to support you. He remembered how touched you’d been when she showed up at your Cannes debut, you called him crying that night, not even knowing what to do with yourself because you thought it was just so nice. You were 14 then, but you were 24 now, and you weren’t just his girlfriend, you were his wife. You were officially part of the family, even though you had been from the moment he’d brought you home. He started playing with his ring, a nervous habit he’d picked up since getting married. 

“It is fixed,” he snapped back as she fiddled with it. “Mum said it looked fine-”

“I wasn’t looking at you when I said that!” she called from the other room. Oscar rolled his eyes again. 

“Your eyes are on swivels today,” Mae teased, looking up from her phone. Oscar fought back rolling them again, and instead went for a scoff. 

“I’m the only reason you guys are even coming,” he scoffed, Hattie still fixing his tie. Mae’s jaw dropped in offence. 

She gasped. “Excuse you! I think Y/n would still invite us even if you guys got a divorce.” 

A shiver went up his spine at that thought. Leaving you?  He couldn’t do it. He knew in his bones he’d adore you until he was old and grey, and probably a while after that too. 

“She definitely would,” Eddie added, walking in. “Plus, she’s dressed now, if you want to see her.”

Oscar tried to pull away from Hattie, but he just got choked by his bowtie, resulting in a fit of coughs and a gaggle of laughter from his sisters. 

He heard a chuckle he knew all too well and he turned his head. You were radiant. A burgundy formal gown, your hair exactly the way you loved it, and that wonderful look in your eyes. The one he saw when he woke up next to you. The one that made him blush no matter how long you’d been together. “You alright there?” you questioned.

He chuckled and Hattie finally finished with his bowtie, so he turned to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing his lips to yours as he lifted you off the ground- just slightly. You grinned against his lips and he felt the panic that had been building completely subside. You pulled back as your feet reached the ground again, and chuckled. “Do I have lipstick?” he asked, a question he asked most days. You nodded, but Mae got up to take a photo, giggling at her brother with you. It didn’t bother him. You finally just wiped it off and smiled at him. 

“What do you think?” you asked, pulling back and giving him a spin. You showed off the low back and he knew he’d be ripping this dress off of you tonight. He swore the breath was knocked from his lungs every time you looked at him, but truly, you were breathtaking. 

“I think you’re the most beautiful woman in the entire world,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

“Oh yeah?” you smirked. He nodded. 

“Oh yeah.” 

The Red Carpet was as overwhelming as usual, but he enjoyed watching his sisters interact with the few fans of theirs that were there. He watched you with so much love and pride in his eyes, so much so that Tim had to nudge him to remember to walk on and not just stand in the back of your photos looking at you lovingly. When you finally finished up, you grabbed his hand as he led you into the auditorium. 

“You still have my speeches?’ you questioned. He tapped his chest, signalling that it was in his breast pocket. You smiled. “Thank you.”

“Always,” he smiled back. “Forever.” 

As soon as your moment began, it ended, because Nicole pulled you away to go talk to people and he fucked off to the dinner table. He watched as you worked the room, animatedly speaking to people as he watched on from his seat at the table, thoroughly enjoying his food. 

It was his dad who pulled him out of his daze, asking how he was feeling. 

“I’m fine,” he nodded, only slightly lying. 

Chris smiled. “She’s going to win ‘em, I bet you.” 

“She will,” Oscar nodded. “Her work has been incredible this year.”

“You’re telling me,” he chuckled. “I cried for three days over the Outrun.”

Oscar laughed out loud as his dad shook his head. “I know what you mean.”

Just then, Oscar caught your eye from the other side of the ballroom and you smiled at him, waving. He waved back. You were a vision in burgundy. He swore to go he was going to get heart palpitations from how beautiful you were. 

“Starting soon now,” Tim clapped his hands on Oscar’s shoulders. “Better be ready with those acceptance speeches.”

Chris smiled at Tim. “Took the words out of my mouth,” he chuckled. “Also have to practice your shocked face. Even though we all know she’s going to win every single one of them,” Chris tapped his leg. “Like how she pretends to be shocked when you win.” 

Oscar laughed, his cheeks going red. Why was he being embarrassed by his own father and step-father at the Oscars right now? He wanted you back, you could always calm them down, make them less… whatever they were. 

“Busy?” you asked, coming up to the table, your question directed at him. He stood up immediately. 

“Not at all,” he shook his head, the boys behind him chuckling like schoolgirls. He took your hand and you led him to the foot of the stage, squeezing his hand. 

“I’m so glad you’re here,” you whispered, leaning to his shoulder. “Thank you for coming.” 

“I'm so proud of you,” he smiled, his hand sneaking around your waist to pull you closer. He loved this. These quiet moments between all the hustle and bustle of your own lives. The room melted away behind you as you both stared at the stage you hoped you’d end up on tonight, but he knew you would. “I’ll always come.”

You chuckled. “You said cum.” 

He rolled his eyes, the soft moment between the two of you, now abruptly over due to his choice of words. He looked down at you and you laughed at his unimpressed stare. “I love you?” you offered, cupping his cheek. 

“I guess I love you too,” he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours gently, but quickly- as to not get lipstick all over his mouth. 

“And the nominees are; Anora, written by Sean Baker. The Brutalist, written by Brady Corbet, Mona Fastvold. A Real Pain, written by Jesse Eisenberg. , September 5, written by Moritz Binder, Tim Fehlbaum; co-written by Alex David. The Substance, written by Y/n Y/l/n,” the crowd cheered and he felt your hand squeeze his just a little tighter. “And the winner is… Anora, written by Sean Baker!” 

Despite the loss, you stood and clapped for him. Oscar joined you, though he thought you should’ve probably won. You both sat back down as his speech began and he took your hand again. “You alright?”

You nodded beside him, your eyes fixed to Sean and his speech. “There’s still like 4 hours left, don’t worry.”

He chuckled and pressed a soft kiss to your hand. Ever the positive person. 

“And the nominees are; Anora, Sean Baker. The Brutalist, David Jancso. Conclave, Nick Emerson. The Outrun, Y/n Y/l/n. Wicked, Myron Kerstein,” you tensed beside him. “And the winner is… Y/n Y/l/n, The Outrun!” 

And the room stood for you. He felt like he was in slow motion. You both stood up at the same time, a bright smile on your face (he was sure he looked ridiculous), and you turned to him and you hugged him. 

“Holy shit,” you whispered. He smiled back, nodding. 

“You fucking did it,” he cheered as he pulled the speech out of his pocket. “Go accept it.” 

You nodded and started your descent down the stairs. The entirety of Hollywood was on their feet for you. You’d been working in the industry since you were a kid. Everyone knew how wonderful you were. Only he got to see it everyday. He watched, pride practically spilling from every pore as you stood up on that stage, taking the award in your hand, the sheet of paper in your hand. You looked up, a teary smile on your lips. “Wow,” you breathed out, looking at the room, but your eyes immediately met Oscar’s, and you both smiled again. “Hello, and thank you,” you started. “Umm… alright, speech- yes!” you unfolded the piece of paper in your hand and took a deep breath. “Well… first of all, I’d like to thank the academy, because this-” you held up your award. “Is incredible. And next, I’d like to thank my family. Nicole, Tim, Chris, Hattie, Eddie, Mae,” Oscar was already tearing up, and he was sure his mom was at the floodgates stage of it all. “You’ve been so incredibly kind to me over the past decade. You took me in when I was just a random 14 year old your son or brother was dating, and you gave me a family, and I'll always be grateful. Next, I’d like to thank my husband-” he felt a tear fall down his cheek and he knew there were about twenty cameras on him. There were a few cheers from the crowd. “- Oscar, you’ve made me insanely happy, and you’re my everything. But you’re also the only person I’ll ever let in my editing room. I love how curious you were at the start, and now, how effortlessly you help me. Truly, this is half yours-” you chuckled, and so did he. “No matter what. Whether you were coming in from a race weekend, totally exhausted, or just come back from a run, you’ll sit beside me in silence and help me make it all work. I don’t think you understand how much that means to me, so, thank you. I love you all, thank you!” you finished off, just wiping the small tear that had fallen away, as the crowd rose for you again. Oscar was a goner, tears falling freely as he tried to wipe them away. God, you were too kind. He adored you. 

The night ended at 3am, you walked away with two Oscar awards, and one Oscar. He was grinning the whole time, too. Couldn’t stop. You won Best Editing and Best Supporting Actress. His family were elated and you giggled on the way back tot he hotel as you watched videos of them react to you winning, since they weren't sitting beside you.

Both you and Oscar were exhausted, so you fell into bed, immediately tangling with each other and knocking out. 

He ran a hand through your hair as he lazily closed his eyes. "Y/n?"

You hummed against his skin, sign enough that you were slightly conscious.

"I adore you," he whispered, the silence of the room seeming even quieter in the dark. You looked up at him through tired eyes, a soft smile on your lips.

"I feel it," you smiled. "And I love you too."

Best night ever.

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[biancasaidstfu]

My theory:

Last week, all the headlines were about the comments N made against JK Rowling, and the new HP series, not the fact that she raised over $100k for Not A Phase. N unfortunately received some backlash from the GA and lost some followers.

I don't think N normally cares what the GA thinks because she has always been outspoken and candid, but N is up for a BAFTA nomination. She has to be on the GA's good side. I think to switch things up and distance herself from the whole JK Rowling and HP drama, she had to create a newsworthy story. What is more newsworthy than making a red carpet debut with a boyfriend? The BAFTA nominee party was her first public appearance since she made those comments. She saw the opportunity to make headlines, and she seized it.

But why J, not L? Although going public with L would certainly create a lot more buzz, now is not the right time. People would question the timeline of their relationship, and it would make N's reputation tank because she would be accused of being a homewrecker. L was papped with A a little over a month ago. People eat up stories about on set affairs, cheating scandals, etc. It would bring L down with her.

It sucks. She can't win.

But remember one thing, N is smart. She can always bounce back from this and say that J was just a friend and that the media completely misconstrued him as her boyfriend. She wouldn't be the first nor last celeb to call the media out for lying/making up shit.

One last very important to note. N was flashing the claddagh ring only a few days ago. She knows we know. It was almost like she was giving her fans reassurance before all the staged bs with J.

Going public with Luke at this time would also immediately make it look like a PR stunt to the public and I don’t think they want their relationship labeled that way at all.

So she took the guy she’s been rumored with because that still reads like a PR tactic to distract. And it did distract.

But I don’t think she’s got herself into a corner with this. Her words are being thrown back at her currently which is to be expected but I think they can move away from this asap if they want to.

Honestly, no one gives a fuck about who Nicola is dating in the GA. They don’t care about Jake. They would care about Luke though. That’s a true headline love story that would be everywhere.

But Jake? It can be erased in a week and the only people who care are the small amount of fans who think they won a prize with this nonsense.

I feel optimistic that there’s a plan for this, too. There’s never not a plan. And do you really think Nicola, who gave a genuine speech about not being tied to a man is going to want this narrative hanging out there for very long?

I don’t.

[afurtivecake]

see now, taskmaster usa never got off the ground for many reasons, but one of them was that american comedians really really seem to hate humiliation-based comedy. it's like putting a bunch of touchy little chihuahuas with height complexes in one show. it's like they all showed up thinking they're on a dick-measuring competition and got confused and uncomfortable once they found out not only does dick-size not matter, but that even if it did matter, it would be smallest and most resembling a teddy bear wins. meanwhile in the uk, bafta-nominated british comedic actors and famous comedians will go on taskmaster and enact an entire humiliation kink scene, rub hot sauce into their eye and pretend to fuck a water cooler and still come away from the show going, "yeah it was a really fun experience."

[nimbusalba]

I just heard all the dialogue in my head looking at the gifs, and now my heart is breaking again. Great comedy.

BAFTA: Let's nominate David Tennant for "Male performance in a comedy"

The Comedy:

Never heard of an actor who got his nominee for The Perfect Grunt™.

[cupidsbaird]

ROLES IN MY ACTRESS DR °‧🦢⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

THE VVITCH (2015) - THOMASIN

“my spirit slips away from my body and dances naked with the devil.”

- making her film debut at age 13 playing thomasin , a 13 year old girl who is slowly turned on by her family being branded a witch reeking havoc on them. giselle sanchez received critical acclaim for her performance along with a bafta rising star award and a breakthrough performer gotham award.

THE VIRGIN SUICIDES (2016) - LUX LISBON

“lux was the last to go.”

- after seeing her performance in the vvitch sofia coppola asked giselle to audition for the role of lux in her upcoming film. giselle portrays a mysterious young girl following the death of one of her sisters. following the release of the film giselle would receive a chopard award at cannes film festival.

GIRL , INTERRUPTED (2019) - LISA ROWE

“that is fucked up , daisy!”

- after taking an almost 3 year break giselle sanchez returns to acting with a stellar performance as lisa rowe , a sociopathic psych ward patient. this would earn her an oscar nomination for best supporting actress and an oscar win at 18 years old.

WEST SIDE STORY (2021) - MARIA VASQUEZ

“i feel pretty and witty and bright!”

- at age 18 giselle sanchez starred in steven spielberg’s reimagining of “west side story” as maria , a puetro rican immigrant who falls in love with the ex-leader of a rival gang.

YELLOWJACKETS (2021-2026) - LOTTIE MATTHEWS

“who the fuck is lottie matthews?!”

- filming the pilot during november 2019 and the rest of season 1 in early 2021 giselle sanchez plays a cannibalistic cult leader that spirals out of control as her soccer team is stranded in the canadian wilderness for 19 months. by the third season she is awarded with an emmy for outstanding supporting actress in drama series.

BONES AND ALL (2022) - MAREN YEARLY

“all i think is that i love you.”

- alongside timothee chalamet giselle sanchez portrays a lonely cannibalistic girl who ventures off on her own , coming across those just like her. despite her efforts all roads lead back to her past.

HADESTOWN (2023-2024) - EURYDICE

“orpheus my heart is yours , always was and will be”

- making her broadway debut giselle sanchez plays eurydice , a hungry young girl who falls in love with the lyre player orpheus. in desperate times eurydice signs her life away to hades in the underworld , promised to be fed and sheltered. orpheus must travel down into the underworld to retrieve his lost lover. this would get her a tony award for best performance by an actress in a leading role in a musical and a grammy for best musical theatre album.

BOTTOMS (2023) - ISABEL

“i’m gonna fuck up some football players and i’m buying a gun”

- the typical popular cheerleader who joins an after school fight club created by two of the biggest losers in school. forming a bond with one of them , dumping her stupid boyfriend and killing boys!

NOSFERATU (2024) - ELLEN HUTTER

“come to me…hear my call.”

- reuniting with director robert eggers , giselle sanchez plays a young woman haunted by a vampire who is infatuated with her. this performance would earn her her second oscar nomination and win for best actress in a leading role.

THE HUNGER GAMES : SUNRISE ON THE REAPING (2026) - LENORE DOVE BAIRD

“well you know i like my pretty with a purpose”

- while shy in public she can talk up a storm in private. a free thinking member of the covey who has a dark view on many things. the impossible does not exist to her because there is no guarantee the sun will rise tomorrow.

[ladyolivia689]

✨ Here’s What I Think Happened

> If you don’t like lukola, pls just keep scrolling 😁

- Don’t quote me on all of this — it’s fictional for the most part. Let’s just say we’re filling in the blanks… creatively. And let’s just pretend Antonia wasn’t at this BAFTAs kapeesh?

··· ✧ ···

You know how we got fuck all content of Luke and Nic at the BAFTAs?

Yeah. Here’s what I think went down.

They hadn’t seen each other properly in a while — not without cameras in their faces or someone micromanaging every move. And with their scene being nominated, you’d think they’d have been side by side the whole night. Interviews. Photos. That kind of thing.

But nope.

☑️ Separate arrivals.

☑️ Nicola came early. Luke came late.

☑️ No red carpet shots together. Not one frame of them in the same interview.

- Their PR teams had it down to a science.

Because they know —

No matter how many times they’re told to keep it professional, Luke and Nic can’t help but drift toward each other — eyes, hands… everything.

They’ve got that natural gravity that pulls them back in every time. 🧲

And we notice.

We zoom in. We rewatch. We dissect every touch, every glance, every laugh.

Us: 🧐

We call it love. And honestly? They make it very easy to believe.

So what did their teams do?

They kept them apart.

Staggered arrivals. Opposite sides of the carpet. Separate interviews.

Zero opportunity for them to “accidentally” bump into each other in front of the cameras.

And yet…

They walked in together.

Late. While everyone else was already seated.

Side by side. Up the stairs. With Nicola’s sister right beside them.

Shout out to the legend who took that blurry video of them walking in — 📱

You’re the reason we know. The unsung hero of this fandom. We salute you. 🫡

And then — because of course they did — they sat Luke behind her. 😂

Like maybe that would tone it down. Like maybe the cameras wouldn’t catch on.

Except he was still making heart eyes at the back of her head. 🥹❤️

Didn’t even try to hide it. Man was beaming.

Because tell me how any of that makes sense unless they’d met up beforehand, out of sight?

I think Nicola waited for him—

··· ✧ ···

She’d told her sister she was just heading to the bathroom.

Now, here she is.

Leaning against a pillar, one hand fiddling with her clutch, the other lightly tapping her thigh.

Not nervous, exactly. Just… expectant. Hopeful.

Tired of being told to keep her distance from the one person whose presence always made nights like this feel a little less overwhelming.

Then—

he turns the corner.

He’s got that rushed, apologetic look on his face.

Tie slightly askew, cheeks a little flushed like he ran the last few steps.

A soft “sorry I’m late” escapes before she even says a word.

But she just smiles — the private kind, the one that makes her eyes soften when it’s him.

“You took your time.”

“They didn’t exactly make it easy. I had to tell my manager I was heading to the bathroom — pretty sure she thought I was trying to escape.”

“Well… you were.”

They laugh — not loudly, just the kind that curls at the edges of their mouths and warms the space between them.

And then—

she steps forward.

He doesn’t hesitate.

His arms open instinctively, and she walks straight into them.

The moment they meet, his chin settles gently atop her head — like muscle memory.

Her arms wrap tight around his waist, her face tucked against his chest.

They just hold each other — quietly, fully — in the hush of the corridor.

And then, slowly, he shifts.

His chin lifts slightly, slides aside —

and his lips connect with the top of her head.

He closes his eyes as his mouth lingers there.

And he breathes her in — deep and quiet, like he’s been waiting for this.

For her.

For this exact feeling.

She exhales slowly into his chest, her fingers curling just slightly into his jacket.

And she breathes him in, too — the scent of cologne, and warmth, and something that’s only ever been him.

They stay like that for a moment.

Still. Anchored. Whole.

In an empty corridor where no one’s watching, no one’s interrupting, no one’s directing them to stand apart.

Just them.

His lips soften, loosen — but he doesn’t pull away.

They rest there, still brushing lightly. Still close.

It takes time — and even then, they only part slightly.

Just enough to look at each other.

He leans back an inch and finally sees her — really sees her.

Takes in the glow, the eyes, the dress, the nerves beneath her usual poise.

“You look stunning,” he breathes.

She smiles up at him — warm, soft, familiar.

“So do you.”

A pause. Comfortable. Charged.

And then—he leans down.

No words. Just trust.

Just instinct.

She rises a little — hand on his chest, eyes soft — and kisses him gently on the cheek.

“For luck,” she says, barely above a whisper.

He exhales, steady and full of something he doesn’t say out loud.

They don’t move right away.

They just… stay.

Arms still partly around each other.

Still holding on.

Until she glances toward the door.

“Everyone’s already inside.”

He offers his arm. Without thinking.

“Come on, Pen. Let’s be late together.”

…and so they walk in, arm-in-arm, just as the house lights are dimming.

Nicola’s sister waits at the entrance to the aisle, arms crossed and eyebrow already raised the moment she spots them. Her eyes flick between the two, then she smirks — a quiet, teasing smile tugging at her lips.

“Hiiiii, Luke,” she says, exaggerating his name just enough to make the point, the smirk widening.

Nicola rolls her eyes but doesn’t bother defending herself.

Luke just smiles. “Hi,” he says simply, warm and unbothered.

Without another word, her sister steps in beside them and together the three of them make the quiet climb up the carpeted steps—Nic and her sister to the reserved seats on the end of the row, Luke peeling off to the spot directly behind them. Before he sits, he rests a light hand on Nicola’s shoulder and dips close enough for only her to hear:

“Made it.”

She tips her head back, eyes bright

“Wouldn’t be the same without you.”

Across the auditorium their respective managers clock the reunion—matching frowns from opposite sides of the room, arms folded, clearly unimpressed that the carefully planned “bathroom breaks” converged.

Nicola catches the glare first, Luke a heartbeat later. Instead of shrinking, they share a small, unbothered smile—equal parts oops and worth it—then turn away in unison and settle into their seats.

[wispedvellichor]

fucking ICONIC how David is nominated for not one but THREE BAFTAs (different categories but hes in em) and they ALL involve him being a depressed canonically genderfluid neurodivergent noodle like the BAFTA bitches were like THIS guy is getting a bafta for the first time cuz hes SO GAY and SO SAD and we love them for that

[haveihitanerve]

Ze Blackberry Is Here. Back with more commentary. Y'all know the drill, hope you enjoy :)

“Its gonna be OSCAR nominated! BAFTA award winning!” I believe it! (truthfully, i have never seen this skit before, so this will be my first time watching it, I know, I know, shame, i've been a fan for a little under a year and i've never seen Ze Blackberry? But im here to remedy that now, and I believe it'll be beautiful and oscar winning)

Tom making eye contact with AJ and grabbing his chair and AJ just following suit- they communicate without words i love it

Also side note- Aj has hair..... anyway now carry on

“Captured by ze germans!” AJ’s side glance over his shoulder at Luke as he says it- cheeky little shit :)

“Look at ‘em, the Aryan look.” Sam enjoyed that one :) Aj chuckling at his own joke too

“Oh! If he was only a foot and a half taller he’d be a perfect nazi!” Of course we have to go for the cheap shot, love it!!- also- Aj already cracking before he finishes the joke, beautiful, he knew where it was going

Luke’s smile and side eye- gorgeous boy

Tom and Aj cracking when they see Sam- honestly wow, they were much more relaxed with laughing on stage from what i can see lol- Aj literally looks to the heavens like “give me strength!!”

“Oh my god! Its Hanz van Purple Buerer!” stellar joke AJ, really: 10/10

Luke laughing in the corner

The person who screeched with laughter in the audience that it sounded like a door being opened has my heart- so real

“The blackberry himself has come to deal with us.” AJ's snort of laughter, Luke’s slow smile, and Sam’s resigned grin as he looks at his outfit

“JA! Ze Blackberry is here.” Perfect quote. 10/10

“Hello my little pocket sized aryan” i knew he loved the joke- also idk what Luke does just then, but it looks really cool- the little foot tap together of a soldier standing at attention or smth idk

Luke just reciting his NPC German phrases he knows XD (as a german tho, decent accent, pretty good)

Tom and AJ absolutely baffled XD- genuinely asking “did he just sniff his ear?” with such concern- priceless lol- “i think he wants to fuck him” idk why aj emphasized, or rather didn't, fuck, but it really adds something... je ne sais quoi

“Just flying a plane, over berlin-” Aj chuckling because he knows damn well that was a bad excuse wtf Tom’s gonna make it sooo much worse XD “just normally!” there it is!

“During ZE SEKOND VORLD VAR!?!?!” Sam- woah

“I call it a good time to goooo…” Hes really looking for an excuse here- “parachuting” nailed it, perfect delivery- he wont suspect a thing

“Les frere parachutes!” Ok Aj, flaunt that french i see you

Sam smacking Tom(not literally, they havent gotten to that point yet- but just wait until Old Lady Margaery) and Aj also flinching- grinning before Sam even says anything because he knows, he just knows he shouldn't have

“ZHAT IS HOW YOU ZLAP ZE MASTER WAY!!!” The slap was so good Sam had to break the fourth wall lmaooo

“Von ponte!” Idk why thats funny- but AJ laughed immediately after saying it, so its probably a french joke of a location or smth??? Or not at all?? Idk im not french

AJ’s genuine look at concern over to Tom when sam said “staler and harder” 

“Don't- don't let them make me get hard!” AJ has given up and is now just looking down trying not to break- real

“Oh i think he wants- *uncontrollably afraid head nodding* they both want the fucking-” 

“In many ways thats better, its better as a two way street” Tom our consensual king… that sounded wrong- but consent matters!

AJ’s scream of genuine terror XD

“Then maybe you'll have a, you know, you'll come in like 70 years for a bit and it'll be weird and then you'll fuck off again!” Tom getting into actual history, love when they do that, adds intentional and unintentional humor- also love how the girl(sry idk her name) has just decided she does not want to be a part of whatever the fuck this is and is just watching

AJ’s singing!!!!! YAY!!! (actually one of the most compelling reasons why i wanted to watch this lmaoo) also the way he makes eye contact with Luke and immediately breaks mid song

Sam being a random unidentified animal as Tom casually strokes his back- for absolutely no reason but they couldn't let Aj be the only weird one in the scene- solidarity ig??? Whatever the reason its fucking hilarious

“Im- in the wrong place.” yes AJ wtf are you doing XD???

“How are you Sarah?” YES UNIDENTIFIED WOMAN!!! MAKE LUKE FEMALE!!!

The eruption of laughter as Luke contemplates how to handle this new piece of information about himself

“Well he didn't come ‘ome so!” Fair point, fair point

“You're being- ridicule.” the casual slipping in of random french words they picked up from duolingo, or, y'know, AJ ig, is beautiful

“I know of an admirer” Audience member: oooh Luke: *shoots them a glance, eyebrow raised* idk man any interaction with the audience and im a sucker for it-

“Ok Xavier will have to wait until Jean-Luc is “officially dead” then” idk who this girl is but shes funny XD-

“She said i would also meet a man called Javier.” *does quick calculations of how many people are already characters and how many more plots they can afford to fit into the already moving script….* “But I already met him and he was… very ugly.” Luke- lmaoo

Aj- my king i love you

THE WAY THE GIRL LITERALLY HAS TO TURN AWAY WHEN TOM ENTERS

REAL

Can i just mention real fast- when AJ collapses, faints, wtv- Tom tries to catch him before realizing that “oh its part of the bit ok” -like??? His arm swings back because he was trying to be a support for Aj to lean against, not expecting him to completely swoon to the floor- anyway they're cute

“No no no no-” oh here comes the scene *the writer is giddy with excitement* “i will give her, ze kiss of life.” *then genuinely surprises Aj with a kiss because his hand twitches with the movement XD* “I could ‘ave mimed it, but i deed not” Tom you absolute king-

*licks Luke’s hand like a weirdo* like lol Tom what was that???

“I don't know the french word for mice-” *AJ has been summoned* i just love how he spawns in, so ready to share his native language, its too cute 

And Tom promptly picking up on it :)))))) so cute

“To keep me satisfiiiiiiied.” The chair tilt- ughnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn *deceased*

Also- Luke is completely at ease. He’s a bit surprised, sure, but he keeps his legs floating, crossed, has complete faith that Tom will keep him steady and is not worried at all about finding stability himself- they’re so fucking adorable help-

Toms hand on his neck 😭

“Do not be afraid. Xavier is here.” Well i've never felt safer in my life so-

“Im just a bit lonellyyyy” lmao this girl is fun! “Make sure you get the right buttock, its the good one! But the left one is good as well!” Ofc it is Xavier, of course

“III am a man.” thank you for making sure we know that Xavier…

SAM AND AJ!!!! WHAT !!!! XD IM DYING!!! They planned out, and then actually went through with, meeting on opposite sides of the stage, wearing their medieval helmets, and decided to charge at each other, in that exact moment- fuck i love them sm omg- XD

AJ’s little finger flick to indicate Tom to come over 😭 subtle things and i love them so much-

Tom: *casually yeets himself across stage*

“I can feel it in the… breeze.” smooth aj, makes sense, yes yes ofc ofc, very airtight reasoning

“Its- its the- nazi looking guy!” LMAOOO poor luke XD

“FRANCOISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!” AJ has a lot of breath support damn

The silence as Sam continues clopping along, debating whether or not to point out that girl- i really should learn her name- just casually jumped onto a moving wagon or smth idk lol

AJ: *just casually starts sobbing* Sams wife: if you’re thirsty you could just drink it!!! LMAOOOOO

“By the way while you were captured,*AJ smiling already because he knows what's coming* the nazis occupied us.” both laugh. cuties

“BIG HANDS! This is big Hans.” Sam not being able to speak in order to not burst out laughing. I know AJ is so glad to have a pumpkin covering his face so he can laugh lmaooo

“Well you could have surrendered better.” Sam having to look down to laugh XD

“No zey, zey really couldn't.” Luke- you're german yeah? Not french…

“We are French, we are very good at surrendering.” poor AJ lmaooo XD

“That joke would be dated, but its 1942 so…” setting a time period, nice work Tom lol

“Les coqs! Hah!” Luke just wants to be French atp lmaooo

Tom walking right through the stagecraft horses. Tsk tsk

“Reach in there, grab a big coq and eat it.” he saw the joke and he took it, golden. 

Luke: *casually stroking AJ’s hair and entire face without any regard* love them so much omg-

I said it once and ill say it again: their slow motion stuff is sooooo good, especially because usually only one person starts it- like AJ- and its subtle at first, but the others pick up on it so fast it quickly becomes noticeable but like they notice it before the audience- anyway…

“Lets go- fuck!” …. “What???” "WHAT???" “It doesn't matter!” No i think it does aj what were you going to say????

*speedy horse noises*

Sam and Aj moving in time together as they transition to the next scene 😭they're always so in sync it hurts

The way the camera angle only sees Luke, and then Tom’s leg just appears. Beautiful cinematography. the cameraman knows what the people want😏

“I am an improvised comedian, it does not pay well *pouts*” I feel like you're bringing a lot of reality into this scene Frankie…

Luke cant even laugh, its true 😭

Damnnnnn. Like i've seen Xavier edits ofc, but now i've seen the play and now i know- gawddddsss

“If you are such a man zen why are u not fighting ‘or francez freedohm?” Oh damn Sarah does not play- yes Jean-Luc your wife still has faith in you… i hope. Pls give me a luke/aj relationship- pls(so far they haven't even been in one scene together as a married couple 😭)

“Chat got your tongue?” … i laughed wayyy too hard at that and Luke looks wayyy to proud of it too…

“Im doing a lovely job ‘ere.” yes you are queen, yes you are

“Thought you said it wasn't dirty- its horrible.” yes queen!!! Tell him!!! “Look at it!” she sounds so genuinely disappointed. “Its dust! You know what dust is? Its skin. Human skin and rat poo.” girl you keep monologuing till your heart is content this is wonderful

Tom and Luke are too stunned to speak :0

“Are you quite finished?” damn Luke… tt. “I mean im not if im honest about it..” yes queen!!!! Don't let him interrupt you XD

“Do you want to know what-” *blinks in trilingual* “am i german am i french?” shakespeare ok

DAMN that slap was perfect! And this is a time when its still fake, i see i see lol

“Viva la france!” Audience member: viva la france! Loving this solidarity lol

“Im off now.” “oh fuck off already!” Sarah is done  lmaooo

Aj coming in with the French… what is it called? Battle cry of France? Slogan? Whatever Fraternity, Egalite and Eternite is for France… i should truly know what its called… slogan… ok whatever i'm digressing-

“That is right. I was tortured by.. *thinks back to very beginning of play* two men… getting... with each other next to me..” *said while looking at one of said men and having just ridden other said man into the scene* also wow- how did, whoever suggested it, suggest that idea???? Anyway-

“They are always doing that the nazis.” Casually Sam and Luke being the ones to say it…

“I just wanted to tease ‘im a little bit. I’m french its in my nature!!!” even Sam is flabbergasted that he said it right to AJ’s face lmaooo

“So where is your kni- awww.” Tom was so ready lol

“When i say knife… I mean HUGE katana.” *laughs* idk why but this sentence just tickles my brain properly for some reason 

“Ye-es?” Sam i cant. Aj struggling not to laugh, Tom questioning how he can hit Sam without messing up the scene, and Luke just going for the joke- “where did you get my dildo?” priceless XD

“Thats a good… whatever you are.” thats what we all want to know too, but its safer not to ask…

Sam singing epic fight song. Glorious

The blood- i cant breathe- XD

This just might be the best possible kiss scene in all of SFTH history omg- the way Luke walks to AJ- cups his cheeks, then wraps his arms around his neck as AJ hugs him completely, turning so that Luke is dipped low, and Luke’s legs go limp, trusting AJ to hold him up without any fear, its so cute and so tender and omg i love them sm-

ANyway that was Oh My God, Is This A Joke? Very glad i finally got around to watching it, absolutely beautiful play as always boys, wow, and AJ still had hair, anyway gorgeous. 

Also i feel the need to point out that in this one every single person was trying to get with Luke at one point or another. Thats all. Byebye now!

@dawn-speckled @snek-of-eden

[fratboykate]

Hold up. If Yelena is still that pressed after 5 years, what makes her agree to get with Kate 5 years after that?! Much less let Kate HAVE HER CHILD? Was she eventually just like fuck it. I’m still not over you, either we’re making this work or we’re not

I don't think this DIRECTLY addresses your question. Not fully? BUT this might actually be my favorite chapter of BGAU so far.

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[TV SPECIAL TITLE SEQUENCE]

[Black screen. Then fade into images over voiceover.]

[Title card appears.]

KATE BISHOP: IN HER OWN WORDS
 AIRING: ONE WEEK BEFORE THE ACADEMY AWARDS

[We open on stock footage.]

[Music cue: atmospheric, reverent, slow build with subtle strings]

INTERVIEWER (V.O.) Kate Bishop is having the kind of year most artists only dream of.

[Clips: Kate accepting a Grammy. Performing live. Roaring crowds. Festival red carpets. Flashbulbs.]

INTERVIEWER (V.O.) Her latest album, How We Burn, went triple platinum in under a month. She swept the Grammys with five nominations and three wins, including Album of the Year.

[Cut to: Golden Globes. Kate accepting an award in a shimmering gown.]

INTERVIEWER (V.O.) On screen, she delivered a career-defining performance in The Hushed. A role that’s earned her critical acclaim and Best Actress nominations across the board.

[Montage: Kate on red carpets. Laughing on talk shows. Signing fan posters. Launching an alcohol brand.]

INTERVIEWER (V.O.) A recording artist. An actress. A business mogul. A cultural force. A woman at the height of her powers.

[Music dips low. Piano now. Slower. Introspective.]

INTERVIEWER (V.O.) But behind the accolades and applause, there’s a story the world hasn’t heard. Not fully. Not from her.

[Archival stills of Kate and Yelena: grainy press shots, red carpet candids, one particularly intimate shot of them laughing at a gala. Then a hard cut to Kate and Eli kissing at a red carpet.]

INTERVIEWER (V.O.) Until now.

[Cut to: a soundstage. Clean, minimal. A single chair. The Interviewer speaks to camera.]

INTERVIEWER Tonight, in this rare and intimate hour, Kate Bishop opens up…about the life behind the headlines. The marriage that ended. The silence that followed. And what it’s taken to survive it all.

[Music cuts out. The screen fades to black. Then, a title card.]

KATE BISHOP: IN HER OWN WORDS

[FADE IN: THE INTERVIEW SET]

[Wide shot: soft lighting, horizon blur, two chairs. Kate sits across from an interviewer. A Gayle/Oprah/Diane type. Kate wears a tailored, muted dress. Hair down. Minimal makeup. A woman in control…fraying just underneath.]

KATE (soft smile, posture easy but guarded) Hi.

INTERVIEWER Kate Bishop. Woman of the year. Thanks for sitting down.

KATE Thanks for having me.

INTERVIEWER So for anyone living under a rock…let’s talk about the year you’ve had. A chart-topping album. A sold-out arena tour. And a film performance so quietly devastating, you’re now the frontrunner in one of the most competitive Oscar races in recent history. At thirty-two…

KATE Not quite. Still thirty-one for a few more months.

[They laugh. Easy rhythm. Controlled.]

INTERVIEWER Even more impressive. At thirty-one, you’ve gone from teen idol to full-blown industry force. Grammy wins. Golden Globe. BAFTA. Critics’ Choice. SAG. And now, a third Oscar nomination…your first as the clear favorite. If you win, it would be a historic clean sweep.

[Montage plays over her voice:

-Kate on stage at the Grammys, holding her mic, blinking back tears. -Sweeping into the BAFTAs in a floor-length black velvet gown, cameras flashing. -Rehearsal footage. -Laughing behind-the-scenes. -Accepting her Critics’ Choice, visibly shaken. -The now-iconic Oscar clip: pale, bruised, trembling in a hospital bed. -Golden Globes. The standing ovation. The stunned face. The lonely freeze-frame, if you look too long.]

INTERVIEWER How are you even standing?

KATE Coffee. Adrenaline. Bribery from my publicist.

Kate smiles. Self-deprecating. Deflecting.

INTERVIEWER What does it feel like…this moment? Genuinely.

KATE (long breath) It’s…surreal. This whole season has been. I’ve been doing this a long time. So to have it all kind of line up like this…It feels like lightning. I’m just trying to hold the bottle still long enough to catch it.

[More clips: The tour. The Venice premiere. Screaming fans. The cover shoots. The front-row fashion moments. Back to the set.]

INTERVIEWER Do you let yourself enjoy it?

KATE Sometimes. When I’m not thinking about what’s next. Or spiraling about what I forgot. Or who I accidentally left on read.

[Laughs again. But the air has shifted.]

INTERVIEWER Does it feel lonely?

[Kate pauses. It’s fast. But the silence sticks for a beat longer than it should.]

KATE Sometimes. Yeah.

INTERVIEWER You’ve said in the past that you don’t believe in ‘having it all.’ Do you still feel that way?

KATE More than ever.

INTERVIEWER You’ve got the music. The film. The fans. The empire. But there’s a lot you’ve keep private. Was that always intentional?

KATE Always. Some things you want to hold sacred. Or safe. But sometimes, without meaning to, you put so much behind glass that you look up one day… and you’re alone in a room full of trophies.

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[COMMERCIAL BREAK]

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[Return with B-roll of Kate and the interviewer walking the property. Laughing. Casual. Then cut back to the chairs.]

INTERVIEWER So. From the outside, your life looks perfect. Awards. Accolades. An impossibly booked calendar. And yet…you said something earlier. You don’t think you have it all. What’s missing?

[Kate doesn’t answer right away. Clearly weighing how much she wants to way.]

KATE Not a what. A who.

The interviewer looks intrigued.

INTERVIEWER Someone you’ve already met or is it just this idea we all have of the perfect person that will eventually come along?

KATE I’ve definitely met them.

INTERVIEWER But you’re no longer together?

KATE No.

[Clips: All of Kate’s VERY public relationships. Teen flings. Rumored situationships over the years. Eli. America. Then, Yelena. That Vogue wedding spread. The wedding headlines. Cut.]

KATE People think if your Instagram looks fine, you must be. But this year… I’ve started being honest with myself. That I’m not. Not entirely.

INTERVIEWER What do you mean?

KATE I’m grateful. I feel very lucky that I get to live this life. Do these things. But I also wake up every day with this…ghost. A shadow of something I broke. Something I miss. Almost suffocatingly so.

INTERVIEWER Can I ask about that?

KATE (laughs) You’re going to either way.

INTERVIEWER There was a marriage. A relationship that took everyone by surprise. Your first public relationship with a woman. And not just any woman…your bodyguard. Your Vogue Bride profile called it 'The wedding of the decade'.

KATE Uhum.

INTERVIEWER And about a year later…a very sudden, quiet divorce. You've never spoken about it. Why not?

KATE (quietly) I’ve never… (laughs) The reason you’re a great interviewer is that you make people feel comfortable. I almost forgot there were nine cameras pointed at us for a second.

[Kate looks off, directly into one of them. Smiles.]

INTERVIEWER And if there weren’t cameras…what would you say about this divorce?

Kate pauses, thoughtfully. Almost talks a few times. Stops herself. Then…

KATE I’ve never known how to say what needed saying without sounding like I was trying to spin it. To win something. And there is no winning. Not in what I did.

INTERVIEWER You think you were the reason it ended?

KATE I don’t think. I know. I broke it. The blame falls squarely on me. (laughs awkwardly) No one ever plans to talk about the things you’re ashamed of. But I guess you also just eventually get tired of pretending they didn’t happen.

INTERVIEWER Can I ask what happened?

[Music cuts out. Silence. Palpable. The moment where millions of people start leaning closer to their screens.]

KATE I hurt someone I loved. And I’ve spent the last nine years trying to become a person who wouldn’t do that again.

INTERVIEWER That’s not an answer to the question, Kate.

KATE Yeah, it isn’t.

[Kate takes another breath, hands are clasped tightly in her lap.]

KATE I cheated. I lied. Not just to her. To myself. I told myself it didn’t mean anything. That I didn’t know it was happening until it had. But I made choices. And those choices destroyed the one thing in my life that ever felt solid.

INTERVIEWER It’s been almost a decade.

KATE Nine years, yeah.

INTERVIEWER Why now?

KATE Because I’m tired of pretending I’m over it. I want to be someone who tells the truth. Even when it’s ugly.

INTERVIEWER Do you still love her?

[A sharp inhale. Kate’s eyes lift. She doesn’t flinch. She knew this was coming so she just…answers.]

KATE Of course.

INTERVIEWER Are you still IN LOVE with her?

[A single, deep breath.]

KATE Yeah…I’ll always love her. I don’t know if she’ll ever forgive me. I wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t. But I loved her then. I love her now. And not a single day has gone by that I haven’t wished I could take it back.

[Silence. The kind that holds.]

INTERVIEWER You’ve never said that out loud.

KATE No…Well. I just said it.

INTERVIEWER Does she know?

KATE I have a feeling she will now.

[The camera holds.] [Fades out.] [Title card appears.]

THE FULL INTERVIEW AIRS THIS SUNDAY. 8PM. ONLY ON NET.

[rapunzellovesbooks]

I love Nicola as Penelope but let me for just one moment say LUKE NEWTON FINALLY

I am aware this is not a nomination per say but simply the fact that he is in the run up to a nomination is great, do you know how many actors Netflix has and he is highlighted? EXACTLY

BAFTA carriage scene come home to us and nomination for this too. God, season 3 and Polin is the gift that keeps on giving.

And yes, I love it for Nicola too but Luke (and men, in general in this show, let us not forget JB also never got an Emmy or any award for BGT and his season) are so overlooked in romance shows SO IMMA BE HAPPY AND FROLIC AND WATCH ALL POLIN SCENES ON REPEAT.

Polin fans, we do not know what it is like to lose. It has been almost a fucking year and we still are talking about Season 3. And soon we will have season 4 greatness with Polin as parents and a damn name for that baby. Let us rejoice.

[biancasaidstfu]

Jakolas love to call Nicola fat and to push that narrative that Jake is the only man who find her desirable and how she is the lucky one to be with him

like look at this screenshot from today

https://x.com/h0neybunni3s/status/1907098206707630349?s=46&t=qa2WhI9oFAzNXOE82NDBYQ

Btw the person in the screenshot that (op hid their name bc they harassed op before) but the person in the screenshot is among the accounts that said Nicola being Jake’s gf is way better than her getting bafta or sag nominations

Nicola isn’t even fat and I need people to really get this through their fucking heads.

STOP. PROJECTING. STOP. SELF-INSERTING.

[isabela-merceds]

not the fucking carriage scene getting a bafta nomination for memorable moment

i need it to win i do i really need that moment to win because it was all anyone talked about for weeks plus funny

[damnmmmmmmmmmm]

I used to think aw and seb were cool, giving them the benefit of the doubt at first. I didn’t buy into the PR rumors, thinking they just wanted privacy. But after seeing how things have played out..

Let’s start with the lack of public affection. In the era of constant paparazzi, it’s strange that we’ve never seen a single candid shot of them kissing or embracing. The few pictures we get show her holding his hand with her nails digging into his palm. That’s not the kind of affection you’d expect from a couple, especially when they’re constantly in the public eye.

And how he treats her in public? Jesus . At the airport, for instance, he’s walking around with his backpack while she’s carrying all her own luggage. That doesn’t scream “chivalry” or “boyfriend material” to me. It feels off.

If you’re in a relationship and genuinely in love, a kiss should feel warm, not forced. That moment just didn’t reflect any of that.

He Honestly looks miserable. His smile is forced and he looks constipated, and you can see the tension in his body. The ‘he’s grown up’ or ‘introvert’ excuse? Nah. He’s always been charismatic and relaxed on red carpets.

And then at the Gg? Oh, honey, aw was, well, aw. In one video, you can literally see seb dragging her by the hand, calling her name, while she takes her sweet time posing for the photographers. It almost seemed like she was more interested in the cameras than supporting him. Who needs a supportive partner when you’re too busy enjoying the spotlight, right?

Let’s not forget the BAFTAs. When he lost, her face said it all. She looked visibly pissed, and then—plot twist!—she went to the after-party alone while Sebastian was nowhere to be found. Classy move, right? So supportive.

At the Oscars, things didn’t get better. While his mom was his clear date for the evening, she seemed to lurk around in the background, inserting herself into interviews and stealing focus in their moments. why she felt the need to insert herself into these moments, especially when his only family was there to support him.

Say what you want about Kylie Jenner ,The look at the way she behaves at major events., for example, despite being from the Kardashian-Jenner empire and a billionaire, knows how to step back at events like these. She’s respectful of her man’s moment, even when it’s not her time to shine.

Then, at the VF after-party, She was making a show of herself, twirling, doing weird duck faces, and constantly pointing out her diamonds to the paparazzi. If the goal was to look classy, she missed the mark completely. The whole thing felt like a desperate attempt to make herself the center of attention. The way she was guiding Sebastian’s poses for the camera, controlling how he stood, Her hand on his crotch was honestly a bit ridiculous and trashy. I mean, he’s Sebastian Fucking Stan, he’s been doing this red carpet thing for years.

There’s a level of elegance that British women, or at least British celebrities, generally have that she just seems to miss.

The next day, she posted a story of Cillian presenting the award seb was nominated for, before announcing another actor won. “Best moment?” Oh, absolutely, because that’s totally what you post when you care about someone, right?

And the first pic of her and Sebastian? Last scroll on her ’gram.. Thanking the Academy and giving a shout out to the “Nominees” Bitch, Your boyfriend was one of those nominees who lost.

So, here’s the bottom line: Either he is a doormat who lets her walk all over him, A shitty boyfriend who treats his girl like shit or this whole relationship is a PR setup that’s failing miserably. Either way, it’s a tough look for both of them.